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If I Write It All Out…

ziggy days 2010We had to put our 14 year old dog down this afternoon. I’m in manic-limbo just now.  RT and Granddaughter were here most of the day; Glad for that interaction and distraction. Told dog stories. Like that time on the truck when I was walking him outside Wal-Mart in Dumas, TX; and he rubbed noses with a rattlesnake.  I about crapped. A. Brick.

He was a Scottie mix: We were told he looked like a gremlin… or Chewbaca’s Dad! He hated people, unless you threw the ball. He was scared of the cat. Loved hiking dirt trails, playing in snow drifts and garden hoses. He has pooped at every truck stop in 47 states.

I can’t believe it’s still Friday. Have to think back for a minute that hubby came home early from work. Feels like it happened yesterday. Maybe it will be when I’m done writing whatever this is. Then the exhaustion can take over.

In the afterlife, Friends and Confidantes- I don’t know if I’ll get to see the people I knew… but I sure hope I get to go where all my good dogs went. -Gma

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8 thoughts on “If I Write It All Out…

  1. Sorry for your loss… over time they are no longer dogs or pets but become family and are near and dear to our hearts and will always have a place in our memories…. 🙂

    “Life gives us brief moments with another, but sometimes in those brief moments we get memories that last a lifetime, So live that your memories will be part of your happiness.”

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